a/n Thanks again for all the lovely reviews, I love you all. So here's the next chapter. Sadly I'm still ill, my sister has been making fun off me all day, I woke up in the night and I swear I must have been hallucinating. I cant remember it, but apparently I was crying about wanting to play the piano and that I wasn't able to spell my name:/ . It happens whenever I'm ill. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 4

"Hello Bella" He said with that crooked smile I love. There was a sadness in his eyes, and I knew he felt guilty.

I turned away from him, noticing that everyone's eyes were on us. I ignore him, and took my seat, thankful that for once I didn't fall. He followed and took the seat next to mine. I felt so childish as I moved my chair as far away from him as possible. I refused to look at him, I'm sure he was hurt by this, but did he really expect me to just forgive him?

The lesson started and we sat in compete silence. I stared blankly ahead of me. I couldn't believe this was happening. After all this time, and all the pain he's put me through, he was sitting next to me like nothing had changed. I was just so happy that I managed to stay calm, I thought I would be a complete wreck by now.

The class started doing work, in pairs with the person sitting next to them. Perfect. I considered asking the teacher if I could move, but after yesterday I don't think I was on his good side.

After an awkward silence he finally spoke. "Are you even going to look at me"

Nope. I answered in my head. When I heard his voice I thought I was going to crack, throw my self on him and never let him go. But I knew I was stronger than that. He hurt me to much.

"Please" His silky voice begged me. I still ignored him. I opened my book and carried on drawing. He probably thought I had gone completely insane, but I didn't care.

"I'm so, so sorry" He whispered, so quietly I almost didn't hear him. Sorry wasn't enough, he would have to prove to me that he loved me and will never leave me. Then I will consider forgiving him. Maybe.

"Isabella" The teacher said coming over to me. This must be about that detention. I was going to open my mouth to say something, but I really didn't want HIM to hear my voice. I was acting like a 6 year old, but I couldn't help it.

" The principle wants to see you in his office, now." His voice was hard, confirming my suspicions that he really didn't like me now.

I wondered what I had done and then it hit me. Nothing. I hadn't done any work since I had come back to school. This was going to be bad, they would probably call Charlie in. He thought I was better. This was going to break him. And HE was probably going to be watching the whole thing through the mind of the principle. This day just gets better and better.

It was times like this that made me cut, but I knew I couldn't, he was bound to find out. I stood up from my chair, once again all eyes were looking at me. I prayed that I wouldn't fall over. I walked out the door, happy that I didn't even stumble, and made my way to the principles office. There was no one around, they were all in lessons, so I napped my rubber band against a recent scar. The pain felt amazing.

I took a deep breathe and knocked on the principles door, he answered in a gravely voice and I entered. I suddenly found my shoes very interesting.

"Isabella" He said, pointing me towards a chair. I sat down, still looking at my feet." I have been told that you have been making no effort in lessons." He paused, showing me one of my books, the pages were covered in pictures. I couldn't help the laugh that escaped my throat, I don't even know what was funny, it just felt like the right thing to do.

" Do you find something amusing?" Well obviously, that's why I'm laughing. I knew better than to say that out loud, so I sat in silence.

"We have called your Farther, he should be here soon." He said standing up, "Wait here" He left the room. I sat there once again snapping the rubber band. What was Charlie going to say?

I waited. And waited. But after 15 minutes , the principle didn't come back. Charlie should have been here by now. I stood up, I was beginning to worry, so I was taking it out on my wrist. Again. I decided that I couldn't wait any longer, so I opened the door. I was surprised to see the principle standing in front of the door. His face looked…sympathetic. His attitude towards me had completely changed. Now I was freaked out, this guy was horrible to everyone.

"Bella" He said in a comforting tone of voice. BELLA! I was supposed to be in trouble.

"Where's my dad," I asked, confused. I knew there was something wrong. The suspense was killing me.

"He was in an accident………..He didn't make it." He said. " I'm so sorry."

He tried to place a comforting hand on my shoulder, but I shrugged it of and left his office. I didn't cry, my mind was unable to process what had been said. What did he just say? The world seemed to slow down and his words echoed through my head. I suddenly found myself on the floor, my back leaning against the cold, hard wall.

My heart beat sped up as the reality of what was happening came crashing down on me. I was alone. I had no one left. It felt as though my heart had shattered, torn itself apart with grief and all the little pieces were stabbing at my insides.

My body began to shake with uncontrollable sobs and salty tears streamed down my face, making my vision blurry. The bell went and people began leaving there classrooms, but I just sat there on the floor. My heart was to busy breaking again to even care. This was worse than when HE left. I knew he would come for me. He probably watched the whole thing.

People watched as they walked past me, some even laughed. I couldn't take it any longer, I picked myself up of the floor and ran shakily down the corridor. I wiped the tears away from my eyes, but more just kept coming. I ran until I hit something hard and cold. For a second I thought it was a wall, but strong, cold arms wrapped around me, and someone began whispering in my ear.

"Shhhhhh.. Its going to be okay." I then felt my self being picked off, and before I knew it we were outside the wind rushing past. I had that nauseous feeling I always get when he's running. He was taking me home.

a/n Hope you liked this chapter. Please review. And do you think I should do a chapter from Edwards point of view? It probably wont be the next one, but do you think I should? Love you all!!!!!!!